Lyrics:
a bush
I don't care, you a hoe
Shot the legs he moving slow
My fully got a semi
Got two glocks they are so pretty
And I'm ruling the whole city
We are
getting my bands fat, I walk through the bag check
I got all of my jam packed, got all of these flows stacked
(Repeat)
Verse 2:
We came from
Jam
Championship game i'mma make somebody drop
MVP my whole damn life i'm stuck in the hood
Them niggas know I drop at night
Drop off sit back with
get late Sin Na Cushy I caught on her side Na she ain't got no place two lay once again legs open wide can I not look @ yo face In & out back again
Yeah, it's CMG the album, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
History
You ain't never seen this many gangsters in the same squad
You never seen this
better than great, heh heh
Uh in fact, I might just be top five
All-time, or at least top ten, well
Maybe nine minus five, divided by two
Minus the amount
keeps brothers
Smothered under deep covers
Erotic programs, Moet and slow jams
Enough to make you hold hands
And plus you a bold man
You fall in
through a million dollars
Not a fucking regret
Till the casket drop, if the album flop
We the Wire season two bitches
Back to the docks
Make up for
earned, honest, man
Stz and Spenny Almost is on this jam
What kid? Diamond on the tooth, two grand
Tryna help raise all youth to man
So Cuzimdope gon need
to convince the meek to surrender to their rulers
Atmospheric variances melt the polar ice caps and drown the rats who walk on two legs
An incurable virus
kids goin' higher
Told you on the album, that was prior
Two that's tougher than, nobody rougher when
Run-D.M.C., throwin' down like a Bufferin
chicks and get some digit's
And the DJ's playing them hit's
"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
a letter
I been on the line like tether
Imma jam right in the pearl like Vedder and
Fuckin' on hoes, I'm a veteran
Sippin' on holes like a soda can
Look
circlin', two cuts on shorty mugged
Streets turn by the fliest of bug
It's switch the e-shit fucker
I take rhymes like a piss
Eat the beats like tuna fish
"Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-DAMN!! Shee-yee-YIT!! Look at the ass
On that bitch! Look at the titties!"
(Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs
like, glah, glah, glah
Dri-drive-by ootin' from deep
Pole jam up, he get beat 'til he bleed
And we not gon' stop til' he sleep
Hang out the V like "It's
albums of sepia
Hating my body just makes my body feel sleepier
An Ambien or two or seven prolly make it's easier
All I wanna do is sleep but can't so
Look here see
Pretty Mike shanked Two-Face Al over some gal
Found the body dead in the isles
Death by strangulation, microphone cord
A dirty broad
Bad bitch
Ahh, fuck
Come on nigga lets get into it
Album of the, fuck
Ha, I got to let this shit flow off me
Come on, yeah huh, yeah huh, yeah huh,
vaseline duct tape wrap it up
Glock on beam on drum on clap it up
Toll booth long clip pay phone ring it up
Pearl Jam rock band Ed man sing it up
You waiting
life
I know bout white, don't know bout swipes
Ever seen a man with a visceral wound
That's when guts leak from belly
Seen the 44 man leg turn jelly
for me
First the one
And then came the two and three and four
Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11
Platinum producer killed by haters
Tonight
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